About a true love

More days loving to come
free in mind are my caring friends
no one knows what I will become
or have an idea how it ends.

Having my thoughts only for me
could be a bliss and a torture
you should never tell me how that to be
as I disagree that it is a disorder.

Maybe I am never to change
and my life will still have a loving color
it will be very strange
if no one will bring me a flower